15/12/2025
I do it for her.
For little Laura.
Care free. Loud. Messy and definitely bossy.
Pants halfway round her ankles and absolutely zero f***s given.
Little Laura didnât care what her body looked like. She didnât care what she ate.
She didnât shrink herself to fit a mould.
She didnât wonder if she was acceptable, palatable, or âenoughâ
She was just herself.
And somewhere along the way, I started to care.
About how I looked. How much space I took up. What other people thought of me. Whether I was doing life ârightâ
Because we live in a world that constantly tells women who they should be.
How they should look. Act. Speak. Eat.
Weâre either approved of or rejected.
And we spend so much fu***ng time trying to fit in, trying to be accepted, trying to be smaller, physically, emotionally, or mentally.
Sometimes I genuinely ask myself, when did that start? Because little Laura certainly didnât give a s**t.
A long while ago, when I was stuck in my own eating disorder, I was convinced of one thing, if I survived this, I would work with people who were stuck where I was.
I wanted to be proof that there is light at the end of the tunnel.
And thatâs why Iâm not your typical fat loss coach.
Iâm not here to obsess over scales.
Iâm not here to parade before and afters like thatâs the holy fu***ng grail.
Weight loss is not the thing that excites me most and honestly, it never has been.
What lights me up is watching women find themselves again.
Feeling strong. Confident in their own skin. Powerful. Full of life and energy.
At home in their body instead of at war with it.
Accepting rather than tearing themselves apart.
Iâm more excited when a client tells me she had a takeaway without guilt and hit a PB in the gym than when she tells me sheâs lost 5 pounds.
We live in a society that places terrifying value on weight and appearance and right now, with things like skinny tok, and Ozempic it feels worse than ever.
Honestly it scares me.
So I show up. I speak out and I coach the way I do.
For her.
For the little girl who didnât care.
Who stood there, pants round her ankles, completely unapologetic.
I do it for her and for every woman who deserves to feel that free again.